“Double or nothing, Church,” Jax said, his grin sharp as a skate blade. “You won the last three games on luck.”
Veronica picked up the puck and kissed it. “No, darling. You owe me a tutu.” She pocketed her winnings—a roll of sweaty twenties—and winked at the bartender. “Put his first drink on my tab. He’ll need it.” -Mofos- Veronica Church - Table Hockey Hijinks
A low whistle went through the handful of gathered players. The table hockey game—old, scarred, with a goalie who had a missing stick—suddenly felt like a gladiator arena. “Double or nothing, Church,” Jax said, his grin